THREE For THREE On The Babyshit Green!!!

I'm not a big gambler.

Never have been.

We have a casino right here, in my own back yard, and I couldn't tell you the last time I was there.

I do, however, like to buy a lottery ticket now and then.  And I like my Bingo.

No, not the 'sit in a hall with your cards and dobber thingy' kind of Bingo.

I mean the scratch ticket.  I like the Bingo scratch ticket.

And ... I hate to even say it ... and tempt the fates ... but, I'm usually pretty lucky with them too.

I'll buy one, win $3 on it, and just cash it in for another.  Until I don't win.

Sometimes, I'll get a line in one of the other boxes, and end up with $6!

Yes, it's the little things that make me happy, people!


So, a couple of weeks ago, I walk into my neighbourhood corner store, and while chatting with the owner, I look down, and notice the Attlantic Lottery Corporation had changed the colour on the tickets again.

Something they do on a regular basis.

However, I had never recalled seeing this particular colour before ...


'Oh ... look!', I said,  'It's babyshit green!'

Although the owner did laugh, I could see he was uncomfortable calling it 'babyshit green' himself, so we settled on pickle green.

Hell, I'll call it whatever he wants, as long as it's a winner!  


Later that night, I scratched.

Winner!

One line in the first box.  $3.  Yay me!


The next night, I went into the store waving my ticket (while glancing around to make sure his kids or customers weren't around) and said, 'Hey John*!  WINNER on the babyshit green!'  

He laughed, and said, 'I thought we agreed on pickle?'

I replied with, 'You can call it pickle, to me, this little winner is babyshit green!'


I exchanged my winning ticket for another.

Literally.

Later that evening I scratched it.

Winner.

One line in the second box.  $6.  Yay me!


A few nights later,  I was back at the store.

Once again, I walked in waving my ticket, with a little swagger and a, 'Two for two on the babyshit green, John*!'

WooHoo!

No ... really ... that's what his machine says when it checks your ticket, and it's a winner.

It makes this 'lottery noise' and then it gives out a 'woohoo!' if you have a winner.

I exchanged my winning ticket for another.

Literally.

Later that evening I scratched it.

Winner.

One line in the third box.  $13.  Yay me!

THREE for THREE on the babyshit green!!!

I couldn't resist, I had to stop at the store the next night. 

Unfortunately, the owner wasn't around.

So, I asked the girl behind the counter if she would give him a message for me.

She said, 'Sure!'.

I held up my latest winner, and said,  'OK.  Can you please tell him, "THREE For THREE on the babyshit green"!!!!'

She looked at me sort of funny, but I just said, 'He'll know what I mean.'

And then handed her my ticket.

WooHoo!!!


Regardless what happened after that, I thought the fact I had won three times in a row, increasing in winnings each time was pretty cool in itself!



As it turns out, the next two were losers.

The one after that, I bought in Truro this week, on vacation.

That one was another $3 winner.

I cashed it in at my store this weekend for another ticket.

No winner.

But hey, no matter WHAT the next one gives me, or doesn't, I can still say ...

THREE for THREE on the babyshit green!

WOOHOO!!!!

Thank you lottery fates!


K.

  -  * - No, his name isn't really John.